Chapter 96
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“You–Don’t touch me! I am no longer your mate!”
Her words irritated me badly.
No longer my mate? Stop dreaming!
I stared at her lips, not wanting to hear her irritating words again.
So I kissed her and bit her lips hard. The taste of her blood satisfied me.
She tried to protest, but it was all too late. Rationality flew away from me minutes ago when she tried to clarify that we were over.
Like hell would I let that happen without a fight? It’s just an impossibility.
I hopped on the bed and went on top of her. The small bed added to the excitement as there wasn’t enough room for us to be far from each other or one would fall. Lust filled my blood, and as she tried to open that sweet and soft lips of hers, I leaned down and kissed her again.
“Fuck!” I cursed as she bit my lower lip as revenge, blood oozing onto my chin.
“Get off!” She glared at me.
I raised my hand wiped the blood off my lips and licked it healed.
“Say first you’ll stay with me, and admit you still love me!”
“Over my dead body!”
“Then, I’ll gladly remind you,” I said with a smirk on my lips.
With one swift, I removed my shirt and leaned my body so close to her that our bodies were touching.
She tried to struggle but I hastily grabbed both her hands, held them with my one hand, and raised them over her head as I tore her clothes off.
I devour her sexy body with my eyes. Without wasting time, I started showering her with kisses on her lips, chin, cheek, neck, and collarbone.
“Sto– Ahh….”
Her shout of protest turned into a moan when I suddenly placed my hand under her pants and started playing with her clitoris. Her body subconsciously leaned back on the bed, giving me a full view of her voluptuous breast as her chest lifted in the process.
Tempted and filled with lust, I tore her bra and sucked on her nipple.
“Stop it…” she whispered while trying to withhold the moan that was trying to escape her lips.
But I didn’t comply.
Just as I was about to remove my pants, she started panicking.
“No! You can’t! Get off me! Get off! Get off, you fucking asshole! Get the hell off!”
She was kicking me everywhere and she managed to pull her hands out of my grasp, giving herself an opportunity to slap and push me. When I tried to hold her down again, she bit the hell out of my hand.
“Aghh!” I shouted.
Just when I was distracted by the pain, she kneed me on my balls and pushed me off the bed.
The room echoed with the immense pain of shouting coming from me.
I looked up, seeing Della with an evident panic in her face. She seemed so distressed, angry and in pain.
She pulled a blanket and covered her body. I could clearly see as she clenched her hands tightly on it.
She backed away toward the headboard and pulled all the blankets close to her together with a pillow being placed on her lap.
I was dumbfounded and speechless.
Did I scare her that much?
My heart ached. I stopped what I was doing. Reason defeated my desire. I couldn't continue.
Della held the quilt tightly with both hands and looked at me with panic and angry on her face.
“You-You have no idea what you almost did!" she yelled at me, tears streaming down her face.
What did I do?
I almost raped her!
Her smooth shoulders were shaking constantly, and her chest under the quilt was rising and falling violently.
‘She was frightened.’ my wolf’s voice sad.
My eyes were locked on Della's helpless face, and I regretfully came to the conclusion: Yes, I scared her.
A huge sense of panic enveloped me, a pain worse than any physical pain.
Della was so resistence to have anything intimate with me.She was afraid of my touch, my kiss.
“I-”
Feeling lost and hopeless, I went on my knees and stood up. With shaking hands and aching heart, I took a step closer to the bed.
I wanted to touch her, hold her, and engulf her in my arms. I wanted to comfort her and make her feel that I’ll cherish her. I wanted to apologize.
But then… I guess I was too late.
Just as I sat on the edge of the bed and ready to pull her toward me, she aggressively slapped my hand away and threw the pillow at me.
The pillow was soft, and yet I felt like a thousand sharp knives were thrown at me instead.
She pointed a finger at me.
“Don’t you dare touch me! I swear, if you get near me, I’ll never forgive you ever again.”
“Della…”
“Just…”
“Please…”
“I said, fuck off!” she shouted so loudly, and in a matter of seconds, the door slammed open.
A woman about Della’s age came inside with a kitchen knife in her hand and determination in her eyes. The knife was hidden at her side but was meant for me to see.
Looking back and forth between Della and the maid, I realized that the maid was only hiding that she was holding a weapon toward Della.
At the sight of me, she narrowed her eyes and looked fiercely at me with the knife slightly and secretly pointed at my face.
With pursed lips, she said, “Get away from her.”
I sarcastically laughed and raised an eyebrow. “Do you know who you’re talking to right now?”
She must be the new maid that Jackson had sent to serve Della.
The maid took bold steps and pushed me off the bed, forcing me to be further from Della, and for her to stand between us.
“Don’t you even think of hurting her! If you want to, you’ll have to go through my dead body first!”
What a loyal and fierce maid. For an omega, I admire her.
Jackson really put great importance on Della for him to send her such a maid to take care of her.
I smirked. I glanced at Della, saying sarcastically, “What a lovely maid you have here. Jackson loves you, huh? You’re very well taken care of.”
I couldn’t help but express the jealousy that was radiating over me.
Indeed, he took care of her well. Too well… A lot better than I ever did, and that was what struck harder in my heart.
I was about to take a step forward again when her maid blocked my path, “Don’t hurt her! You may be the Alpha of this pack, but you don’t scare me. I repeat. Step back!”
Hurt her? She had repeated that too many times already.
My eyebrow frown in confusion. My heart felt like it was being torn into a million pieces.
Why would her maid think that I would hurt her? Did I seem that bad to her?
So bad that she’ll think that I’ll hurt my own Luna?
I love her. But they seemed not believe me.
I looked at both of them. They were merely omegas whose rank and power couldn’t be compared to mine.
They weren’t my enemies or any powerful individuals who could outwin me, and yet I never felt so scared before as I feel right now.
With the fearless look that maid was giving me and the panic on Della’s face, I knew I lost.
Feeling defeated and heartbroken, I bent down and took my shirt, putting it on.
Once again looking at the old and broken place she was staying in, I sighed. “I’ll find a way to find you a better place to move into.”
I looked once again at her maid whose eyes were narrowed, and whose hands were tightly holding onto the knife, ready to strike at any second.
Immediately, I moved backward before fast walking to leave.
Just as I was about to close the door of the front door, I heard a series of cries. I stood frozen in there. She’s breaking down. Della…
She’s hurt… terribly. And once again, I was the cause of it.
I looked back… I wanted to go back, but I knew I couldn’t. To be precise, I mustn’t. I was a fool who constantly ended up hurting her more and more and ruining everything I promised her.
In the end, it was my actions that led her to leave me. For me to lose her…
I looked at the porch. As if the sky was sympathizing with me, the rain poured harder.
Without much choice, I ran under the rain, being stared at by the pack members as humiliation devoured me.
But that didn’t matter much. Because right now, all I knew was I couldn’t handle losing Della.
